Short Trashy Poems

The big mouth open now foul scents escape
Trashy contents always flow
Please, please take out the trash...

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Some girls are brassy, some are flashy
Some girls are even a wee bit trashy
They give you a tweak
A tug on your cheek
Prefer girls that show some ass-ies...

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I devour children as if they were appetizers
Every time I stop I let out a big yawn
I also stretch my arms because it gets a little cramped
I dress flashy
At the end of the day I look trashy...

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Some girls are brassy, some girls are flashy
Some girls are even a wee bit trashy
They give you a tweak
A tug on your cheek
Really prefer girls that show a bit of their ass-ies...

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Some girls are brassy, some girls are flashy
Some girls are even a wee bit trashy
They give you a tweak
A tug on your cheek
Really prefer girls that show a bit of their ass-ies...

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Stop...
All people.

A bit of....
Trashy words,

A life...
As one...
becomes two.

For those...
Whom die,

Rules over...
All life.

Finish while..
Others,

May fix..
Your error....

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Some girls are brassy, some girls are flashy
Some girls are even a wee bit trashy
They give you a tweak
A tug on your cheek
Actually prefer girls that show a bit of their ass-y


© Jack Ellison 2015...

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Yes, I do have a black tie he said
He showed up with it stuck to his head
His wife was not classy
Her gown was quite trashy
They were escorted to the flower bed

The next couple was luckier than that
They brought along a dog and a cat
hidden in their coats
Were put onto tugboats
Tossed out to sea past the graveyard flat...

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"The Poet Dies" in
 "A Trashy Neighborhood".
Why was he there?
He might tell us if he could.
He was sitting all alone,
Lost in "Introspection"
Or thinking of something he had seen
In the opened newspaper section.
It was "Twilight" time,
A poet's time of day.
Perhaps he was composing a poem,
"Lost Words " he will never say....

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For I cannot help but let obscene words
flow out of my lips when I feel strong emotions,
So why is it that this damned website doesn't
permit profanities within my poetry?
Profane words may be trashy in some people's eyes,
yet I believe they reflect emotion.
Words are words, 
some beautiful,
some not
But in the long run,
if anyone is offended,
it's their problem, right?...

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These girls now a days
Trashy with their clothes
And sleazy in their ways
Their legs they never close

But me I am classy
A lady for one man
They frown as they pass me
Their stuck up clan

They can’t see what I do
That they are idiots
Who haven’t a clue
They’ll never match my wits

My brain and intellect
Is more beautiful 
Than their face of product
And their inside of dull...

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I close my eyes
and my world is so beautiful
filled with happy, loving people 
full of jobs and security
no one ever goes hungry
I want to keep my eyes closed forever,
but instead I open them
to a trashy unkept America
filled with anger, hateful people
full of unemployment and laziness
some people go hungry, because
they can't afford food
and i just want to close
my eyes again
to envision "my world"...

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I can't give no more
Your trashy scenes
I do aplore
Sleeping around 
No more
 
Our special day 
Wedded bliss
Your selfishness
Wasted kiss
 
Trashed years
Spent with you
Unloved
Makes me spew!
 
Treated like trash
Wonder who I am
No longer a wife
No ones woman
 
You apologise
Because it's what you are
We were never close
But very far
It's what I see
What do you want from me?




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What happens to rings?

Some of the are trashy made for decorations
Other rings are made off gold and diamonds
And have a serious implication.
I had a ring once but threw it away made
I feel hemmed in dislike the idea of
Belonging to someone, even in matters of love.
Still, rings keep circulating from finger 
To finger, an endless dance of commitment
That didn’t stand the test of time.
The bond between us is our hearts unity
Which only death can erase....

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Supermarket blue

  After a splendid lunch of goat chops
With salad, my mood was dreamingly contented
To she got the idea of going to a big supermarket
Except for vegetable, fruit, meat and fish
I trapesed miles after miles in this insanity 
Of trashy food, sugary food and horrendous
soft drinks laden with sugar,
Also, the juice that said zero had a sign telling
Me that sugar had been added.
Went outside no bench provided nor inside
You are not supposed to sit down, but shop!...

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